Students for Fair Consideration

My name doesn’t matter. Where I was born, however, is of great importance.

I was born in a small town in Guanajuato, Mexico. Acambaro, the place where my parents and most of my family members claim their heritage, is also the only link to a past that I have yet to dismantle.

I say this because I, like many, was brought to a country at an age in which our future was to become one of an American. At the age of six months I tagged along with my parents and came to Oakland, where I was to reside for 19 years. Little did I know back then that the border that we crossed was not going to be the last obstacle we were to face.

With immigration came family members. Besides my nuclear family, I am also part of a larger group of immigrants that decided to look for an opportunity for a better life in the bay area. Through word-of-mouth, prior experience, and ultimately a lively web of social networks; uncles, cousins, and anyone else you could call family, all started migrating as well.

Since my first year at the University of California, Davis, I have not lost this vision and therefore I have plans to attend a masters program in Sociology and then either earn a Ph.d in the same field or receive a J.D. Being a Psychology, Sociology, and Chican@ Studies major, I have learned the value of being active and helpful in any way possible.

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